Pomes

 
A flash of light

My Ties
All around me are things like mirrors
Reflecting different parts of my one reality
But it is not what it should or will be
They show me this but tell me that
Send me here when I should be there
Echoes of life I never wanted
Haunting teasing my senses
Ropes that bind and hold my body down
Chains that drag me like a bitch to masters side
I scream in pain silently
As they lafe and kike me
But I’m never letting them brake me
One day I’ll be free
 ill slip away On my own
To a place I keep deep in my dreams
A place that only I can reach.



Secret Life

Twitching
 
Burning
Acing
Tormenting
Suffocating
Cant breath
Can’t move
The pain
The heat
Loss of control
The chains that bind
The knifes that cut
The flames that burn
See nothing
Hear nothing
Know nothing
Believe everything
Like a bleeding rose
Pretty
Yet disturbed

A Flash
A flash of pain
A flash of the past
My head like a prison
My body can feel it
Seems like yesterday
Things from long ago
Every scar huts all at once
Even the ones that don’t show
My curse
My memories
Crazy fillings
Crazy thoughts
Acting crazy
Being crazy
Then it passes
Like a wave heading out to sea washing all the bad away
Tell it rolls back in again
And it all starts with a flash of light



After Life
The flames of hell are calling me
 To walk with satin for eternity
 To feel the warmth of an infernal sea
To thank my savior on bended knee
Upon my death cremate my remains
Consign my body to hellish flames
Send me away with nine black roses
And lite the fire with the words of Moses
Upon my death shed no tears
Sing no songs show no fears
I’m on my way as I want to be
 Away from this life of misery

Flames of Silence
A darkened room submerged in silence
A door in view slightly ajar
Dim white candles orange flames
Sitting in deep contemplation
Trying to understand the world
My eyes fixed upon a single candle
A special black candle
With the same orange flame
sitting in deep contemplation
completely unfazed as the house burns down

Psychotic Shit
Psychotic shit fills my head
Why cant I just be dead
Life is all make believe
Give, give, give and never receive
Daily chores of morbid skill
Blood and flesh I hunt to kill
Points-n-dollars in which I gin
For every second of your pain
Louder and louder ill hear you cry
Slower and slower as you will die   

Sea of black
Sea of black stranded in this sea of black
This pain I feel I cannot stand
I can’t seem to find my way back
Staring at the blood as it drifts from my hand
No one can hear no one can see
Floating further and further away it seems
I cannot find the way back
As I sit here thinking about the past
Wondering why it doesn’t last